Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 855 115. Hello! Dear December
For a person from the northwest, snow is nothing uncommon.

Is there a lack of snow in Chengdu?
It seems that Li An hasn't really paid much attention to it.

However, according to flashbacks, during the years he lived in Chengdu, either there had been no snow in Chengdu or none of the snowfalls was particularly impressive.

"I think so." Li An hesitated for a moment, then nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I guess so, but it's only mid-December, we have to wait at least another month."

One month went by so fast! The little car happily returned to the house.

When she came out again, she had changed into a brand new red sweater. On the left side of the sweater's chest was a little white bear, which looked very cute whether viewed from near or far.

The sweater was delivered by Sang Ping at noon last week on Tuesday. That day, Li An invited the "mother and daughter" to have a meal at the gate of the community.
"Set off."

At 7:15 in the morning, the teacher and student left home.

A breakfast shop opened downstairs half a month ago, specializing in beef soup and beef hot pot.

It has become very popular and many food bloggers on TikTok are promoting it.

Every morning when the car passes by the door, you can see many people standing in line outside.

So the teacher and student agreed to give it a try this weekend.

After waiting for half an hour, a small table for two finally became available.

Two steamed buns and two bowls of beef soup, a total of thirty-five yuan, and it was agreed that Xiaoche would treat us.

"Hey~"

Paying in cash, Xiaoche took out a brand new hundred-yuan note, got the sixty-five yuan in change, and happily put it into her small purse.

It has been more than a month since her uncle Fu Tianming got married, and she has been waiting for this opportunity for more than a month.

Today she finally fulfilled her promise and treated the teacher to a meal.

Why did she insist on treating the teacher to this meal?
This story began after her uncle Fu Tianming's wedding that day.

Didn’t she give up the red envelope for two boxes of candy? Aunt Wen Xiao finally gave her two gift boxes.

The outside of the two gift boxes are exactly the same, except that one of them has "Dear Che Lin" written on it.

She had originally planned to open one herself and share the candy inside with Sigang's friends, and take the other one back to Aunt Sang so that Dad Dingzi could also eat it.

So when she opened the boxes that night, she chose the one with Che Lin's personal address on it. She thought it was a note that Aunt Wen Xiao had put there specifically to show that it was for her.

But when she opened it, she was dumbfounded. In addition to various snacks and candies in the box, there was actually a red envelope.

She immediately ran to give the red envelope to the teacher, but the teacher said it was not for her.

How to do!
Xiaoche can’t take the red envelope, so the teacher asked her to open it first to see how much money is inside.

After she opened it, she was dumbfounded. It looked like a thin stack of money, but when she counted it, there were actually twenty bills!

Oh my god! Two thousand dollars!

Not counting the money Aunt Sang and Dingzi secretly gave her, her father only gave her a hundred yuan in pocket money a week.

Finally, under the teacher's "painstaking" guidance, she packed up 300 yuan and left the rest with the teacher.

With another 300 yuan to use freely, Xiaoche’s first thing he said was to treat the teacher to a meal.

Finally, finally, her little wish came true, although she wanted to treat the teacher to at least a spicy hot pot meal, ah~
Afterwards, she spent 46 yuan to buy a birthday present for Marco and 62 yuan to buy a birthday present for Xiaobei.

She plans to save the remaining money.

"call--"

Is there anything more comforting than drinking hot soup in the middle of winter?

After finishing his first bowl, Li An went to the food delivery window to order another half bowl. After all, the soup was free. Then the cart followed him.

Xiao Che thought the teacher was not full, so he took out money from his small purse to buy the teacher a steamed bun, but was stopped by the teacher.

"If you still want to eat and can still eat, just buy yourself one. I'm full, I just want to drink some soup."

Seeing this, Xiaoche gave up and followed the teacher to get another half bowl of soup.

After eating and drinking their fill, the teacher and student worked up the food in the community, walked around twice and then went upstairs.

At exactly eight o'clock, Xiao Liu came to class and opened the car door.

"Hello, God of Cars, yours!"

As soon as they met, Xiao Liu took out a piece of Dove chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Xiaoche.

"Hey, why did you buy it? He did it on purpose." Xiaoche didn't answer, "Come in and wipe your sweat."

After riding his bike for a long time, Xiao Liu was sweating. "That won't work. If I say one dollar per person, then it must be one dollar per person."

"Thanks." Xiaoche took it reluctantly, "How's the practice going?"

Xiao Liu: "It's OK, but I always have trouble playing the syncopated notes in the middle with my hands."

Xiaoche: "Practice more, you will be fine."

At this time, Li An came out of the study and saw Xiao Che holding a piece of chocolate in his hand. "Oh, you really bought it, and it's a big piece."

"Of course." Xiao Liu took out another piece of chocolate from his bag, "This is for you, teacher."

Li An took it and laughed, "Okay, I'll also benefit from the car god, thank you very much."

"Teacher--" Xiao Che was helpless, then turned around and got a cup of hot water for Xiao Liu.

"3Q," Xiao Liu took the cup of water and followed Li An into the study.

After a while, after a warm-up, the introduction of a minor melody came from the study.

Xiaoche squatted outside the door and listened for a while, then went back to the cabin to get the music book and started writing and drawing.

Xiao Liu's playing is actually quite good, but he needs to practice his finger skills more.

Considering that Xiao Liu could not improve his personal ability quickly in a short period of time, Xiao Che decided to simplify the score.

On Wednesday night of the previous week, Xiaoche received a message from Xiaoliu.

'God of Cars, help me!'

The matter was simple. Rongfu High School was going to hold a performance on New Year's Day, and the first grade department was soliciting programs. Xiao Liu volunteered to play a solo song, Oath Sign.

But Xiao Liu couldn't play any of the music scores he found on the Internet, so he came to Xiaoche for help again.

Xiao Che listened to the original song twice and several piano versions. Then he used all the breaks in the next two days to compose a version for Xiao Liu.

During the class last weekend, Xiao Che handed the handwritten version of the score to Xiao Liu.

When Wang Xiaohu found out about this, he told @Xiao Liu in the group that this was the third time and he had to express his opinion.

Xiaobei, who is rarely seen, also helped to say: One piece of chocolate is not too much~

So this scene happened this morning.

The revisions were almost done, and Xiaoche put away the score book and prepared to go back to the cabin to look at the score of the nocturne.

The registration for Xiao Xiao's competition has been completed, and she got all the competition repertoire as she wished.

op55.1, she has been practicing this nocturne for a week and she likes it more and more as she plays it.

Just as she took out the music score and opened it, she heard the living room door open.

She got up but didn't open the door immediately. Instead, she looked at her phone first.

08: 28.

"~"

The car door opened and Wang Xiaohu outside was sweating profusely.

"Good morning, Chelin."

"Did you ride a bike, too?"

"I happened to get up early, so I ran two laps downstairs. I wanted to go home first, but I was too lazy to go upstairs, so I came here directly."

Xiaoche looked at the music tape in Wang Xiaohu's hand and said, "Okay, you knew to come here before you started running."

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, 80,000, why didn't you come to greet me?"

"Ba Wan hasn't been very active recently, probably because it's getting cold." Xiao Che walked into the house and headed towards the tea bar machine, "Wipe your sweat."

Wang Xiaohu chuckled: "Iron Guanyin, thank you!" Xiaoche said without even turning his head: "You only drank one sip last time."

Wang Xiaohu spread his hands: "There's nothing I can do, Longjing is just too bitter."

Xiaoche: “Yes.”

She also tried it that day, and only after trying it did she realize that the teacher was really not afraid of hardship! She had to drink so much every day!

After Double Eleven, a lot of new things were added to the house.

For example, there is a row of colorful cups on the table next to the tea machine. The weather is cold, and Li An hopes that the children can drink some hot water when they come to class.

He just talked to Chen Xuan briefly and hadn't decided whether to let the children bring their own water cups or buy more disposable cups, but Chen Xuan placed an order.

Chen Xuan bought a bunch of cups of the same style.

After the goods arrived, Li An let the children choose for themselves.

Xiao Liu chose black.

Marco picked blue.

Xiaobei asked Xiaoche remotely what color to choose. Xiaoche let Xiaobei choose first, and Xiaobei chose pink.

Wang Xiaohu chose white.

Lin Guoguo likes green.

Song Muzi said that he didn't like drinking hot water, so Song Sheng patted him on the back of the head and then he chose SpongeBob's yellow.

Hu Dabao didn't know why he chose red.

Qiao Zhizhi didn't expect that there would be one for her, so she happily chose orange.

Senior Sister Ji Yang chose purple.

There are only gray and brown left. Xiaoche thinks the master's wife should like gray.

Each cup is labeled with the name of the user, and this is where the cart is now cleaned every day.

It was as if whenever she saw this row of cups with names on them, she couldn't help but want to laugh happily.

"Na."

Xiaoche made a cup of Tieguanyin for Wang Xiaohu, returned to the coffee table and handed it to him, "It's hot."

Wang Xiaohu took his cup with both hands, smiling like a thin version of Maitreya Buddha: "Thank you."

"How's your progress in memorizing the music score?" Xiaoche asked.

"Let me have a sip first." Wang Xiaohu didn't respond, but leaned closer to the cup and sniffed the rising steam. "It smells really good."

Xiaoche just stood there and watched. Sometimes she really didn't know how to describe Wang Xiaohu. She always felt like there was something missing in the other person's head from time to time.

Seeing Wang Xiaohu chewing it carefully, she asked again.

"Of course I've memorized it." Brother Xiaohu put down the cup, then took out a huge score from his bag and flipped it open to show Xiaoche.

Xiaoche gave a thumbs up. She could see clearly that the page of the music score that Wang Xiaohu opened was full of drawings.

Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to be proud: "What about you, have you finished reciting the nocturne?"

Xiaoche: “Almost.”

Wang Xiaohu immediately flattered him, "Great, great, that's it, we're done, we've finished the sonata, we've finished the Mazurka, and you also finished the Puppy Waltz last week, so the only thing left is the nocturne."

After a pause, he said, "Oh no, there is another piece of Bach."

When it comes to this question, Xiaoche is also a little confused. "The teacher said that we will talk about Bach next month. I haven't started practicing the nocturne officially yet. I have only read the score almost. I have only played the other pieces and haven't practiced them in detail yet."

Wang Xiaohu: "Well, just practice little by little. Isn't the global finals next May?"

Xiao Che wanted to roll his eyes, and his tone became a little anxious: "I have to pass the preliminaries first, and the preliminaries are in March!"

Wang Xiaohu smiled evilly, "The preliminaries are not a joke to you."

Xiaoche put his hands on his waist and Wang Xiaohu quickly put away his smile.

"What I mean is that the preliminaries are the first round after all, and it's a video recording. You can record the video many times, and you can always record the best one, right? If your best recording can't even make it to the preliminaries, then there's no point in participating."

Xiao Che thought about it and it seemed to make sense. Last month, Teacher Chen came to Chengdu and said something similar at the dinner table, saying that she could enter the next round by playing.

But why do the same words sound so annoying when they come out of Wang Xiaohu's mouth?
"Che Lin."

Xiaoche came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Have you grown taller again?"

"I guess so." Xiao Che rarely paid attention to this problem, but she found that the school uniform pants were indeed a little short. If she pulled them up to the waist like before, half of her socks would be exposed more than before.

Sitting opposite Wang Xiaohu, she sighed, "I hope everything goes well. After entering the preliminaries, there will be the national finals, and finally the global finals."

Wang Xiaohu: "Come on, you can definitely go to Poland!"

Xiaoche: "Well, it feels like a very far away place. I don't know. Anyway, let's do our best to prepare!"

Wang Xiaohu: "Yeah! By the way, I have to leave after class. When Qiao Zhizhi comes, you can give this to her for me."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaohu took out another book from his music bag.

"Stealing the Stars in September," Xiaoche took it. "This comic is very popular. Many students in my class are reading it."

Wang Xiaohu snickered: "Why don't you try it too."

Xiao Che shook his head: "I can't watch it. I feel sleepy when I see these."

Wang Xiaohu was speechless: "Then what do you like to watch?"

Xiaoche: "I don't like reading. I have answered this question three times."

At this moment, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open.

Xiao Liu came out to use the toilet, and then a chocolate flew towards Wang Xiaohu.

"Wow, you really bought it." Wang Xiaohu caught it.

"Haha." Xiao Liu laughed grimly.
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The morning passed quickly. After class, Xiao Liu expressed his gratitude and left with a big laugh, carrying the new version of the God of Cars.

After class, Wang Xiaohu left very directly and "forgot" his piece of chocolate on the coffee table.

When Qiao Zhizhi came to class, Xiaoche also poured her a cup of hot water.

A month passed, and the two girls had already become familiar with each other. The homophony of "zhizhi" and "zhizhi" made the two feel that they were destined to be together.

After Qiao Zhizhi finished class, Xiao Che gave her the comics left by Wang Xiaohu and the Dove book that Xiao Liu specifically asked for.

"Thank you, Sister Chelin!"

From the first time Qiao Zhizhi saw Che Lin at her teacher's house, she felt that Che Lin was like an older sister. She poured hot water for her and blocked the enthusiastic Ba Wan for her. She really wanted to be close to her.

Later she found out that Che Lin was one year older than them, and because of that fate they had, she just called Che Lin "sister".

"You're welcome! Just call me Che Lin, or Linlin is fine too. No need to call me sister." Xiao Che still tried to correct the other party.

I was just about to go downstairs to buy some delicious food, so I sent Qiao Zhizhi to the gate of the community. "Bye, Zhizhi. Be careful when riding your bike."

Qiao Zhizhi pedaled forward twice, then hung up her pedals and turned around: "See you next week, Sister Linlin!"

"See you next week!" Xiao Che put down his hand and sighed. How could he stop Qiao Zhizhi from calling him sister?
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After lunch, Xiaoche went back to the store and chatted with his father Aunt Sang for a while, then went upstairs to see Zhizhi and Dingzi.

Nail finally learned to use the crutch skillfully, which was not easy.

He held Zhizhi and talked to Dingzi for a while.

"Practice the piano well! Listen carefully to Teacher Li's instructions!"

"Take good care of your legs! Listen to your master and stay at home obediently!"

After leaving home, she took the subway to Xiaobei's house.

Her schoolbag contained Xiaobei's notebook and the letters she had saved for a month, and she was finally going to give them to Xiaobei.

After leaving the subway station, she bought two cups of bubble tea.

Her savings have been reduced by another 7%, but she is happy!

December is great!
(End of this chapter)